content: pet play. facefucking. puke/vomit (mention)
Eris loved to own things. His dogs that he trained to listen to him and him alone. His throne, and by association his people. His home, that he worked so hard to take out of his wretched father's hands. But most of all, he loved to own you.
Your father was an important enough man in his court that it warranted your attendance at the various parties he had thrown over the years. He had noticed you months before you ever looked at him with that devious glint in your eye. You held yourself differently than most of the women at court. For starters, you didn't kiss the ground he walked on or shy away from him in fear. You smiled at him politely, bowed as you were instructed like a perfect lady, then you went on your merry way to enjoy your evenings. He wasn't sure if you were already with someone, or truly couldn't care less about him as your High Lord. Whatever the case, it intrigued him immensely. He began to seek you out, speaking to you privately at parties, whisking you off to the dance floor to have a dance or two with you.
The more he spoke with you, the deeper he fell. You matched his every quip, dig, and jest perfectly. More often than not he would catch his mother staring at them with a knowing eye from across the party. He had no honorable intentions with you, that much he knew for certain. No, he wanted to see you laid bare on his thick fur-coated bed, begging for him.
Like the spoiled little High Lord he was, he eventually got what he wanted.
That was how you found yourself here, kneeled on the carpeted floor of his private suit as he read a book oh so casually on his lounge chair. The fire was blazing, courtesy of Eris, and he was lounging like a house cat acting like you hadn't been kneeling on the floor for the past twenty minutes. He likes to keep you like this sometimes. A collar attached to your neck with a chain that he held leisurely in his hand. Sometimes he put a plug with a fluffy fox tail into your ass. Tonight, was one of those nights. Your hands were obediently placed on top of your thighs, face-up, your eyes cast downwards to the floor. You had been beaten enough times for straying from this position to dare look your High Lord in the face or move an inch to get his attention. He would touch you when he felt like it. Some nights he didn't even. He just made you sit like that for hours and hours before crawling into bed, leaving you to curl up on his floor like the good little pet you were.
It had taken some time, but eventually, Eris had managed to change you from the stuck-up noble girl who wouldn't give him the time of day, to the perfect little slut who warmed his bed most nights. You were more than just that to each other though. He was the first man you felt worth submitting to. He wasn't on a power trip, looking to fuck some girl but doing all the wrong things. He had gained your respect, your submission, and your trust.
"Come." He ordered, breaking you out of your slight trance. Eris tugged at your chain gently, wrapping it around his fist a few times to keep you moving at a steady pace. He kept his eyes on his book but opened his stance further to allow you to slow between his legs. You did as you were told, crawling on all fours until you were perched between his thighs. A brief nod of his head was all you needed to nuzzle your face into his muscular thigh, your hands wrapping themselves around his calf as you gazed up at him.
"How shall I play with you tonight? Hm, pet?" He asked, transferring his book to one hand so he could gently pet your head with the other. You whimpered, blinking up at him.
"You've been a good girl today, haven't you?" You had been painfully good. You had completed every task he had given you that day, no matter how small and meticulous. Getting on Eris' bad side was something you didn't do often unless you were in a mood. He could be absolutely brutal with his punishments when he wanted to be. One time, he had spanked you so many times you couldn't walk at all the next day and had to be carried to the bath. You had learned your lesson about disobeying orders.
"I have sir," You said. He hummed thoughtfully as he put the book down, finally looking at you. God, you wanted to move so bad, rub your thighs together, rut against his shoe, something. But this, the way that he was looking at you combined with the energy of the room was too much, and he could tell.
"I guess that means you deserve a treat." You nodded again with a smile on your face, pushing yourself closer to his leg.
"You wanna suck me off?" He chuckled lowly when you started shaking your ass in excitement.
"You know what to do then puppy. Go crazy." You didn't need to be told twice. Your hands immediately found their way to his pants, pulling them down to his ankles then lifting his feet to discard them fully. He was already hard, making your job easier. He could never tame his arousal when he was with you. That's half of the reason why he didn't allow you to go to parties with your family anymore if he was going to be in attendance. If he wasn't such a gentleman, he would have bent you over his throne for his court to see a million times by now.
You hummed to yourself as you nuzzled your face against his cock, stroking the base with your hand. His own hand went to tangle itself in your hair, massaging your scalp as you worked your way up with cock with small delicate kisses. The moan he let out when you put your mouth atop him was music to your ears. You truly did leave to please him, this gorgeous man who let you see the most intimate parts of himself. His cock was halfway in your mouth when you started to gag softly, trying to push him past your throat barrier to have him settled in you as fast as you could.
"That it, fucking take it puppy" He moaned, helping you take more of him. When he finally bottomed out tears were running down your face, your eye makeup already ruined. He loved it when you looked like this, his dirty girl. The praise helped you relax your throat, finally getting him all the way in without gagging. He had trained you for hours to be able to do that, at the beginning of your relationship you could barely take him halfway without gagging violently.
Eris started to shallowly fuck your face, his hands gripping both sides of your face to keep you steady. His balls were pressed firmly against your chin, his closely shaved pubic hair crowding your senses. His control didn't last long however, his final straw was watching as you shook your ass and the cute tail that was pressed into your hold started moving in excitement. He stood up; all thoughts of composure completely gone. The sounds that came from your mouth were truly obscene. You help onto his thighs for dear life as he fucked your face as if he was fucking his own fist. But you loved it, being your master's toy.
"Oh, fuck me," Eris grunted above you as he looked down, meeting your precious doe eyes. You tried to smile around his cock, but all that came out was a loud gag and an overflow of spit leaking out of your mouth and onto your breasts. He fucked you rougher, moving your body along with his thrusts. At one point he bent over your body, trapping you to him as he grabbed handfuls of your ass. His brain had stopped functioning rationally a while ago, now the only thing on his mind was cumming down that slutty throat of yours.
You could feel it too, the way his cock started twitching in your mouth as he got ready to paint your mouth white. But he needed more. His rutting hips turned sloppy, his groans more pained and needy. Putting your weight onto your left hand to steady yourself against his thrusts, your right came up to cup his balls, giving them a rough massage just how he liked.
"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck," Eris repeated as he held you flush against his body. You choked and sputtered as his cum flooded your senses. You started to panic when you realized he wasn't stopping, trying to push him off of you but to no avail. To your horror, it shot up and out of your nose, pooling out of your mouth as well and onto the floor. When he finally did let you go, you heaved globs of it onto his pristine carpet, trying to catch your breath by inhaling giant gulps of air.
"Come here," He said through his own pants, reaching out his arms for you as he placed you gently in his lap, sitting in his reading chair once more. Once he was sure you wouldn't throw up all over him, he brought his old class of water to your lips, allowing you to drink your fill. When you had enough you pushed at his wrist, letting your head fall into the crook of his neck. He smiled gently, bringing his hair back into a new ponytail.
"Always the best little bitch for me, hm?" Eris hummed gently, playing with your tail in one hand as the other went to gently pet your head.
Always.
